Cossack song about Stalin


Going kazachenki,
Gathered at dawn,
Duma to think more
On a collective farm in the yard.

If we now guys,
Visiting Stalin's call,
Stalin to his native
All the wealth of show.

Show would boast
Our grasp of combat:
- Come, Comrade Stalin,
Come, my dear father.

We will send you towards
Stakhanovite all fields
We give jigits brave
The best horses.

Will go through the field -
Admire the pure,
As bread flowery May
Wash with dew.

Will you go - you'll see,
On a collective farm in the yard
Our children thrive
Scarlet poppies at dawn.

On the big feast Cossack
Our girls will sing,
Decorate airplanes,
Silk sky razoshyut.

High Kazbek
To the Caspian shores
Pours life, you warm up,
Life Soviet kazakov.1937